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There are days when pain is dull and withering. When it rears up its head repeatedly as you push it down. When its not physical or psychological but something beyond anything you've known your whole life.

You can live with it. Or you can choose to purge it. Don't try to parse through it. You'll only leave marks on it, that will come back to you when you least expect to.

Ignorance is bliss, after all.